I Am Tired Of Loving A Foreign

We Thought We Were Done With These Things But We Were Wrong. We Thought, Because We Had Power, We Had Wisdom.

Basically When I'm Walking I'm Not Consciously Writing Or Intending Anything. In The Manner I Have Learned From Meditation Practice, I Let Things Unfold.

I Think A Blog Is A Catalyst For A Number Of Possible Kinds Of Writing Besides Being Its Own Medium.

As For What You're Calling Hard Luck - Well, We Made New England Out Of It. That And Codfish.

I've Been Reading A Lot Lately About Indian Captives. One Woman Who Had Been Captured By The Indians And Made A Squaw Was Resentful When She Was Rescued Because She'd Found That There Was A Lot More Work To Do As The Wife Of A White Man.